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arnold Bocklin (1827) " idyll" oil on canvas
Pan, blow your pipes and I will be
Your fern, your pool, your dream, your tree!
I heard you play, caught your swift eye,
"A pretty melody!" called I,
"Hail, Pan!" And sought to pass you by.
Now blow your pipes and I will sing
To your sure lips' accompanying!
Wild God, who lifted me from earth,
Who taught me freedom, wisdom, mirth,
Immortalized my body's worth, --
Blow, blow your pipes! And from afar
I'll come -- I'll be your bird, your star,
Your wood, your nymph, your kiss, your rhyme,
And all your godlike summer-time!
Leonora Speyer (1872)
' a note from the pipes'
zaterdag 6 juni 2009
vrijdag 5 juni 2009
woensdag 3 juni 2009
Blume
Euphorbia la fleur bleu, la tulipe noire
c'est lĆ que les avis se separent
les savants se disputent
mais mon nom si tu le connais
reste inprononƧable
il est prononcĆ - malĆdiction
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